Life's Canvas

Miss Starfire

Chapter 17: Miss Starfire

Life's Canvas

Chapter 16: Miss Starfire

Richard couldn't help himself. He really couldn't. She was just...wow. He stared blatantly at the woman before him, only vaguely similar to the Kori he knew that pranced bare-footed down the halls. Crimson hair spilled over her shoulders and down her back in loose waves that fell clear to her slim waist. Coiling tendrils twisted to frame her face. It appeared that Kori had discovered make up, and though she was amazing without it, he couldn't help but gape at the transformation. Her eyes were shadowed in smoky grays that highlighted her green eyes, and mascara and eyeliner accentuated the glittering gems further. A soft blush graced her sun-kissed skin and a light, shimmering gloss made her lips look absolutely delicious...

Richard tore his eyes from her lips and carefully absorbed her outfit. From her ears dangled a pair of silver, star earrings and her slender throat was laced with a black ribbon with a small green pendant dangling from the choker. A low-cut tank top was held up on her delicately formed shoulders with thin, lacy straps. It clearly showed her toned midriff and was made of violet cloth that hugged her form.

Her skirt was small, sleek, and black leather. She'd also donned black fishnets and a pair of thin heeled, knee-high, black leather boots. She offered a dainty little turn and. "So, what do you think?" she asked.

"Are you allowed to own that?" he asked warily. He'd never even guessed she had a wardrobe to match her often foxy attitude. Kori slapped his arm lightly.

"Artists can dress up too. Stop being so stereotypical, Richard," she laughed quietly. "Besides, a little competitive spirit never hurt a person," she winked. Richard grinned.

"Whatever you say, Miss Starfire. Let's get going," he said, taking her hand gently. Kori gave him a sly, side-long glance.

"Are we taking your bike?" she asked. Richard looked at her in surprise. She smirked. "Skirt's not gonna stop me... I can manage," she rolled her eyes. Richard shrugged and led her out to the bike. Kori did manage, and she found the ride most entertaining, laughing so hard from pure bliss she would've toppled from the bike without her tight hold on Richard. Richard slid expertly into an empty parking space, the neon lights declaring their location at Starfire Night Club flared brilliantly in the dark Gotham sky.

He offered her a hand and she took it gracefully, hopping from the bike. Kori tugged his helmet off of her head, and raked her fingers through her hair to straighten it out again. He watched the ritual with interest, mentally noting he should get her a helmet of her own, seeing as he figured she'd be riding with him a lot more in the future. "Ready to go in?" she asked him, eager to meet Richard's friends. Richard smirked.

"Not quite," he murmured. She lifted a brow as he took her into his arms. Richard grinned and pressed his lips against hers, leaning her back against the bike. Neither particularly cared that people were looking at them oddly, and they would have been quite content to stay as they were until the end of time had not booming laughter shaken the air. A feminine voice quickly followed.

"Well, I guess we found them, Sparky! C'mon, Richard, let the woman free... you'll muss her make up," Karen stone mused. He heard Victor groan at use of the pet name. Richard leapt away from Kori as if she'd suddenly burst into flames, surprise and slight embarrassment flashing on his handsome features. "Don't worry, it's not the first time we've caught you... aww, Victor look at him acting all guilty, that's sweet. It's time you stopped rollin' your mama around in her grave and got yourself a good and wholesome relationship," Karen chortled, bumping out one hip and leaning her hand on it.